Dear Friends,
This week I found myself a bit uninspired to write a letter or a reflection for you. Maybe it is because of the unresolved place that the recent election left our country, maybe it is the increasing cases of
Covid-19, maybe it is the falling leaves and colder days…I am not really sure of the cause, but I find myself without inspiration.
Wonderfully, we are a part of a larger Church and the Holy Spirit has been inspiring people there for a long time. Let me share with you a poem from Sr. Margaret Halaska. You may have seen it before, but it is worth reading again.
Covenant
God
knocks at my door
seeking a home for his son.
Rent is cheap, I say.
I don’t want to rent. I want to buy, says God.
I’m not sure I want to sell,
but you might come in and look around.
I think I will, says God.
I might let you have a room or two.
I like it, says God. I’ll take the two.
You might decide to give me more some day.
I can wait, says God.
I’d like to give you more,
but it’s a bit difficult. I need some space for me.
I know, says God, but I’ll wait. I like what I see.
Hm, maybe I can let you have another room.
I really don’t need that much.
Thanks, says God, I’ll take it. I like what I see.
I’d like to give you the whole house
but I’m not sure …
Think on it, says God. I wouldn’t put you out.
Your house would be mine and my son would live in it.
You’d have more space than you’d ever had before.
I don’t understand at all.
I know, says God, but I can’t tell you about that.
You’ll have to discover it for yourself.
That can only happen if you let me have the whole house.
A bit risky, I say.
Yes, says God, but try me.
I’m not sure –
I’ll let you know.
I can wait, says God, I like what I see.
Peace,
Fr. Damian